“Alex, you’ve abandoned me. I don’t want to live like this anymore. Please, can you give me another chance?” Heather held onto the man in front of her tightly, her voice choking with sobs as she began to cry.

What Heather didn’t realize was that the man she was holding was not Alex but rather a man in his early thirties. Judging by his designer clothes, it was clear he was no ordinary person.

The man had stepped out to make a call. He was deeply engaged in conversation when he suddenly. bumped into a woman. Not only did the woman cry in his arms, but she was also calling out another

man’s name.

Feeling angry, Frank abruptly pulled Heather off him. However, he was taken aback when he saw her face.

Oh my goodness! Isn’t she just stunningly beautiful? Of all the women he had toyed around with before this, she was the prettiest.

Frank didn’t mind whose name she was calling at the moment, not even if it was his father’s name.

are you crying, beautiful? Let me comfort you. I’ll take good care of you today!” Frank said with a

beg you. Please don’t marry another woman, okay? Heather’s

dragged her along, and Heather found herself following him into the

to see Heather nestled in the arms of

day what a woman following a man into a men’s restroom would

yourself, or else I’ll have someone beat you to death! Frank said, somewhat displeased as he noticed Alex constantly

was nestled in Frank’s arms, murmured,

and laughed. “Darling, I forgive you right now. I’ll let you experience what heaven feels like, my little

of gawking, have you? Even if you keep looking, a beauty like this will never be yours. Give up that pipe dream

sneered as he grabbed Frank’s hand resting on Heather’s waist. Crack! With a forceful tug. Frank’s

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